The guys didn't react like Keira expected they would. Dylan, with his dramatics and Ahren glaring, possibly going for the throat. They did neither.
"Ah, I thought you might have been some illegitimate child…" Dylan threw his hands up after Keira glared at him. "What?! I'm sorry I don't actually pay much attention to the royal family. But I did know white hair and blue eyes was their symbol…" He raised his hands in Keira's direction. "Sorry, Keira, you don't have those looks."
"I'm well aware of that," Keira noted dryly. "I look my d- the Alpha King. Can't believe you thought he'd cheat on my mum. They're mates."
Dylan winced again. "Sorry."
Keira's gaze fixated on Ahren, who had yet to speak. "Do you still want to be friends or accomplices with me?"
"There's no question about it," Dylan answered immediately. "It doesn't change anything."
